A few others that I recall off the top of my head would be Reed Easterwood, who was also a delivery driver and who toured with MC 900 ft. Jesus. (He actually wanted me to take him to my senior prom, as a joke - so that I could tell my grandchildren one day that I went to prom with a rock star, but I told him that I could not justify paying to hang out with people that I hated when I could hang out with them for free every day.) Greg, from Hash Palace, was also one of our delivery drivers. The girls from The Dixie Chicks would play next door at The Pocket Sandwich Theater, so they would come over for hot tea and coffee before shows. Matt and Lance from Quickserv Johnny would stop by quite frequently. One of the guys from Hagfish would stop by on occasion. I'm sure others dropped by too, and I'll probably recall some more when I am drifting off to sleep shortly.
I had some of the best times of my life hanging out with my coworkers at "the deli". I still drive by it frequently when I am traveling down Mockingbird Lane, and it always puts a smile on my face, just like this song.
It was impossible to locate the lyrics. I even own the CD and looked in the liner notes, but all you really need to know is: "Chef Boyardee and Mrs. Baird had a baby...oh oh oh oh-oh-oh oh oh oh oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh".
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